Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Low , by - Tech N9ne. Release date: 26.10.2009
Song language: English
Low |
| How could I be so down at a time like this, when I’m high like this |
| When the billboard charts when your major tours overseas when I fly like this |
| I’ve be thinking about the people that need me |
| They needy and all of the pain that I might miss |
| Sooner or later it seeks me reach me then bleed me, deep in the rain inside my |
| pit |
| I’m goin down now, because my mom frowns |
| In a research psychiatric center without her son around |
| And I’m deep off in this hole |
| When I’m out here rockin shows (they say) |
| I SHOULD BE HYPED CUZ MY LIFE IS SO ROCK N ROLL |
| But I feel like the Grinch mixed with Ebaneezer Scrooge |
| Let the fever ooze up out of me clouded me never eager to |
| Let up when I’m in an interview they probably thinkin they gonna hinder dude |
| Cuz he be lookin like he might offend the rule |
| Never intricate to remember blues |
| Because is always right here |
| With the henessy and light beer |
| Let it enter me and fight fear, yea |
| I know I quit but I started back |
| The homey called the gat |
| And my bodyguard Nicholas jus had a heart attack |
| I’m sinking again, I’m drinking again |
| Drownin and Wildin you breathin' again |
| Is easy to sin when you bleeding within' |
| Needin the grin, cheese and recede in the spend |
| Lower than low, lower than low |
| Thats how I feel in the morning |
| Lower than low, lower than low |
| That’s how I sound when you callin' |
| Lower than low, lower than low |
| I’m high but feel like I’m falling |
| I’m sorry but I feel lower than low |
| My smile is forced |
| My style is warped |
| Morale is corpse |
| Now that my really good pound is torch |
| I’m just gone with the wind and I’m home with the gin |
| To the dome when I spin |
| I’m a zone cause the phone must be roamin again |
| Another tone I’m alone now don’t want me to spin |
| Time with I’m just mind this |
| Might find miss nine missed |
| I find my mind in this line dish |
| Dine quick not even a second for mindless |
| IN A MIDDLE OF A TIME WHEN THE MUSICS FLYIN I’VE DEPLETED MY KINDNESS |
| Low like the grasses, low like po folks on grass shit |
| I’m so below the casket, ragged pulse up the maggots |
| Why do I feel this illness, I’m lookin for somethin to come and kill this a |
| little bit |
| I got my head in the hills cause the real shit is momma is sufferin takin pills |
| with the stillness |
| And I feel it |
| I cant shake it |
| In any case my space is the basement |
| I cant erase my embrace of encasement |
| I’m chasin hatred my taste not complacin |
| So as I go to the flo |
| The industry finally opened the door |
| But now I’m in the mothafucka all I feel is, low |
| I’m sinking again, I’m drinking again |
| Drownin and Wildin you breathin' again |
| Is Easy to sin when you bleeding within' |
| Needin the grin, cheese and recede in the spend |
| Lower than low, lower than low |
| Thats how I feel in the morning |
| Lower than low, lower than low |
| That’s how I sound when you callin' |
| Lower than low, lower than low |
| I’m high but feel like I’m falling |
| I’m sorry but I feel lower than low |